The Master Universe trembled.
Fragments of broken reality drifted across the endless sky like shattered glass. What had once been a paradise of towering mountains and radiant stars now looked wounded. Space itself felt unstable, as if existence had been torn apart and poorly stitched back together.
At the center of that ruined cosmos stood one figure.
Gaurav.
Dark energy pulsed around his body like a living storm. The aura twisted the air, bending light and shadow into unnatural shapes. Every breath he took sent ripples through the surrounding void.
He looked different now.
Not just stronger.
Dangerous.
His eyes held no fear. No hesitation. Only a cold silence that made the universe feel smaller around him.
Slowly, he raised his hand.
The air cracked.
Reality distorted in front of him as a circular portal began to form.
The fabric of the universe resisted at first, like a locked door refusing to open.
Then it obeyed.
Beyond the swirling energy was the Human Universe.
Earth.
The place he came from.
The place where she was.
But just as the portal widened—
Reality shuddered again.
Four streaks of divine light descended from the sky.
The disciples of the gods had arrived.
They landed between Gaurav and the portal.
The first disciple calmly lifted his hand.
Reality folded.
The portal collapsed instantly.
Space snapped back into place like a wound sealing itself.
Silence filled the broken universe.
Then Gaurav slowly lowered his hand and looked at them.
The air grew heavy.
One of the disciples spoke.
"You have already damaged this universe beyond repair."
Another stepped forward.
"Your power cannot remain uncontrolled."
Gaurav didn't answer.
But the dark aura around him grew stronger.
Cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet.
Then—
He moved.
His body shot through the sky like a meteor.
The battle began.
Gaurav's fist collided with the defensive barrier of the leading disciple, sending a violent shockwave across the heavens. Distant mountains shattered under the pressure.
The disciples immediately understood something.
This boy was not simply powerful.
He was unstable power given form.
Gaurav attacked relentlessly.
Every punch bent the laws of physics around him. Space tore apart wherever his strikes landed, forcing the disciples to constantly reshape reality just to survive.
But the disciples were not inexperienced warriors.
The second disciple raised his hand.
Gravity collapsed inward.
An invisible force crushed down on Gaurav from every direction, attempting to pin him in place.
For a moment, his movement slowed.
Then the dark aura around him exploded.
The gravitational field shattered instantly.
Gaurav broke free and attacked again, faster than before.
The third disciple tried next.
Space folded around Gaurav like a cage.
Reality compressed, trapping him inside a dimensional prison.
For a second, the battlefield went silent.
Then cracks appeared across the prison.
A dark pulse erupted outward.
The cage shattered.
Gaurav stepped out as if nothing had happened.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
He was starting to enjoy the fight.
The disciples exchanged glances.
They had confirmed the truth.
They could not defeat him by force.
One of them spoke through telepathy.
"We must seal the darkness inside him."
The plan formed instantly.
The first disciple began weaving the sealing formation.
Golden symbols appeared in the air like divine runes.
The second manipulated space to slow Gaurav's movement.
The third weakened the surrounding dark aura.
And the fourth prepared the final seal.
The first attempt came suddenly.
Golden chains of divine energy shot toward Gaurav from every direction.
They wrapped around his body—
For half a second.
Then they shattered.
His aura erupted outward, breaking the chains like fragile glass.
The disciples stepped back.
The second attempt followed minutes later.
This time the formation was stronger.
Reality itself locked around him as a massive golden seal descended from the sky.
For a moment…
It worked.
Then Gaurav laughed.
Dark energy surged again.
The seal cracked.
And shattered completely.
Now he was certain.
They were strong.
But still weaker than him.
Overconfidence began to grow inside him.
Exactly what the disciples were waiting for.
The final attempt began silently.
No dramatic energy.
No warning.
The first disciple bent space.
The second distorted time.
The third suppressed the surrounding aura.
And the fourth waited.
Gaurav noticed the change too late.
The moment he attacked again—
The trap activated.
The seal struck him directly.
Golden symbols erupted across his body like burning chains.
For the first time, Gaurav's expression changed.
Pain.
The dark aura tried to explode outward.
But the seal held.
The energy collapsed inward.
The darkness inside him was forced into silence.
The sky grew quiet.
The terrifying aura vanished.
Gaurav's body froze in midair.
Then gravity returned.
He fell.
His body crashed onto the ground of the Master Universe.
No aura.
No flight.
No power.
Just a wounded human.
The disciples landed beside him.
They looked down at the unconscious boy.
One of them spoke quietly.
"This power will destroy countless worlds if left unchecked."
Another replied,
"He must learn control."
The third disciple raised his hand.
A distortion opened beneath Gaurav's body.
Inside it was a battlefield.
Endless demons.
A loop where death waited every second.
"This will be his punishment."
Gaurav's body fell into the portal.
Darkness swallowed him.
When his eyes opened again—
He was standing in the middle of a battlefield.
His body was broken.
His powers were gone.
Gaurav struggled to stand.
If he stopped fighting…
He would actually die this time.
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